I thought I'd heard everything, then Handsome Creepy Eel drops a tale of a man with a cephalopod fetish! You couldn't take this guy to a Detroit Red Wings hockey game, because he'd bust in his pants when someone throws an octopus on the ice!
I've heard about certain rituals involving menstrual blood, but slipping it into a guy's food? FUCK ME. I could imagine a desperate, lovesick South American chick trying this though...
I've heard about certain rituals involving menstrual blood, but slipping it into a guy's food? FUCK ME. I could imagine a desperate, lovesick South American chick trying this though...
"The best kind of pride is that which compels a man to do his best when no one is watching."